Welcome to 2013.

We hope your new year is off to a grand start. Here's how we ended our 2012, sunning our parts.

Digging in the Crates.

We found some things in the archives. Some of these may have posted before, but we doubt you're going to care. Enjoy!

Lather Up!

Remember what we said about outdoor showers? Yeah, we stand by that shit.

Lather up, let's do this!

Rye Cleans Up.

For someone with such a filthy mind, he cleans up nicely. It is seriously way too rare that we get to objectify him in quite this way. Lathered up, stark naked, bathed in sunshine. I just love the way the water spins off all his parts. We think you will too.

Also, of note, outdoor showers are basically the best places in existence.

Shower with Affection.

Sigh. Sometimes, I sure am glad the internet exists. Today? Right now? One of those times. Because I found this.

Michelle L'amour in "Shower With Affection" from franky vivid on Vimeo.

Dudes. This combines so many things that I am so extremely obsessed with.

Burlesque.
Water on stage.
A brave, confident, dead-sexy woman splashing around in water on stage.

It's a slow build, as burlesque should be - but holy shitbags - once you get there, I only have two words for you: Diamond. Merkin.

Violet Showers.

Every morning, Violet showers.

Some mornings, I document these showers.

This was one of those mornings.

What position do you use when you fuck in the shower?

Since I'm quite a bit taller, we usually go with her turned around (or facing forward) with one leg up on the side. It makes for some slippery, messy fun.

Ask us anything. Make it filthy.

Wet Naked People.

Ok, so we're back! Mostly.

We'll be a little sporadic over the next few weeks, probably not posting every day, but at least we're no longer on hold. Thanks for waiting up for us, had some personal business to attend to which consumed pretty much all free time. And now we've regained a good chunk of that free time back.

But enough of that, let's get to some wet naked people. Shall we?

Submerged.

Sometimes, the gods of Tumblr and assorted photo blogs present us with endless supplies of wet bodies, shimmering and drenched.

Underwater.
Over water.
Submerged.
In my cerebral cortex.

For days on end.

Wet and Wild.

Enough said, really. Enjoy!

Late Mornings.

Morning, perverts! We're up to a late start, because we can. And because I traveled. And because I met V and some friends when I got in and got sloppy.

But late mornings mean late showers. And late showers mean I've had enough coffee in me to function enough that the camera makes an appearance.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, enjoy!

Happy Valentine's Day, Filthy Fuckers!

While Violet and I enjoy any holiday that's centrally focused on getting your fuck on, Valentine's Day is really and truly a Hallmark holiday at its finest. Sure, we all love cards. And flowers. And candy. But dinner reservations at overpriced and overbooked temples of romantic mediocrity are just kind of pathetic.

Which is why you should spend this romantic holiday giving each other the gifts of your bodies. Totally and unlimited. I know that's what we'll be getting each other.

Still thinking about a fancy fish dinner? Take these photos as inspiration and chuck that idea out the window.

All Wet, All Set.

Remember that underwater fetish I've spoken about before? Yeah, still there.

A Lost Weekend.

We have a houseguest for the weekend. Which pretty much means no fucking. At least in the apartment. While they are here. And the shower seems to be a pretty good resource for a sneak fuck. Not all is lost, clearly.

So there won't be any of this...

Photo Request 1.2

And... part 2. I know you sluts were waiting for this. You think Violet can shower without getting herself off? Try again.

Photo Request 1.1

Per request of one of our most frequent commenters comes this series of photos. This is part 1 of 2. Stay tuned for more tomorrow.

Pic Friday: Hit the Showers.

Who doesn't like a good shower series? Our first apartment together had a nice big shower, which we fucked in constantly, pushing Violet against the wall and sliding into her. She'd put a leg up on the side, allowing a much taller me to grind away inside her as she would try not to drown in orgasmic delight.

Our current shower? Not so great for such things. But who knows, maybe that'll be a selling a point for the next apartment.